What matters is what something is, not what it is called.
I’m always wanting to know – what is that? I found this little beauty flitting around my flower beds. Because it graced me with a view with it’s wings wide open for a second, I’ve determined that it is not a Cabbage Butterfly, but a Margined White Butterfly. A Cabbage Butterfly has black spots on it’s wings. I could be wrong, but does it matter? No. I’m enchanted by the delicate veins, the glowing tips on its antennae, it’s buggy little eyes and the fuzzy, soft edges on it’s wings. Thank you little creature for visiting my home.
Ashley Sisk says
So beautiful – I especially love the first shot.
very pretty. love the ‘chalk’ lines on its wings.
Edins House says
Your photographs are lovely! When ever I see a butterfly I can’t help by think about how my daughter always used to call them “flutter bys”. Lovely thoughts on this Sunday morning!
urban muser says
a lovely little creature. nice shots!
Wonderful shots of this beautiful little creature!
Such beautifully captured images!
Pieces of Sunshine says
Each photo is so beautiful!
Nancy @ A Rural Journal says
What a pretty butterfly. Love that powder blue color.
Really beautiful captures! I also like your thoughts about wanting to know.
Having you visit my blog has been a touch of Grace itself, I love your photography and hope to visit often.
This butterfly is absolutely beautiful in all her white glory :)